Chapter 975 Wang Wu Returns
02:03 am.
In the West Area 1 of the Zhongzhou War Zone Headquarters, everything was silent.
The inky darkness of the night enveloped the camp heavily, with only the searchlights from the sentry posts occasionally piercing the darkness.
Buzz-buzz-buzz-!
Suddenly, a low, rapid roar of a turbine engine came from far away, like the roar of an armored behemoth, suddenly tearing the tranquility of the early morning!
The sound waves were like a physical shock wave, slamming heavily into the angular dormitory buildings where the Spark Commandos were stationed!
Beep beep beep beep————! ! !
The moment the roar of the engines reached the sky above the base, an emergency assembly whistle, shrill and sharp enough to pierce the eardrums, exploded without warning at the highest decibel in the open space between several dormitory buildings!
The whistle sounds echoed and overlapped wildly among the cold buildings, instantly dragging the silent camp into the highest state of combat readiness!
"Second Battalion——!!!" The officer on duty roared through the loudspeaker, with a metallic friction-like texture, piercing through the whistle and pouring into every window:
"Everyone! All combat gear! Emergency assembly!! Execute the Level 1 combat readiness mobilization plan! Now! Immediately!"
The order is the fuse!
The barracks, which had been immersed in a deep sleep just a moment before, were instantly ignited! The lights in the rooms on each floor of the building jumped on frantically and rapidly, violently tearing apart the darkness in all the rooms!
No delay, no hesitation for a second!
Then, less than 3 minutes later, a roar like thunder was heard in the corridor!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Snap! Snap! Snap—
A large number of combat boots hurriedly stepped on the concrete stairs and corridors, making a heavy and rapid mixed noise!
Crackle, snap~
In between were the sounds of tactical vest inserts, weapon metal parts, water bottles, and magazine pouches violently colliding and rubbing against each other during extreme running!
Like a steel torrent rushing in a narrow passage!
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In the open space in front of the dormitory building, the light was dim, and Wang Wu was like a black iron tower cast on the ground, motionless.
At this moment, he was wearing the Spark Commandos' iconic 'dragon' tactical equipment (dragoon helmet, dragon scale armor body armor, dragon spine exoskeleton).
The 'Dragon Spine-I' type exoskeleton frame outlined cold and hard lines in the dim light. At the collar, the dark golden colonel collar badge with four stars arranged in two vertical lines reflected a cold glow in the shadows.
He held the military green stopwatch tightly in his left hand, his thumb hovering above the timing button, while his right hand hung naturally, his knuckles slightly curled.
There was no expression on that angular face, only a pair of hawk-like eyes, coldly fixed on the corridor exit, watching the Fire Commando soldiers coming out of the dormitory building one after another.
Drop~
When the last soldier of the Second Battalion of the Spark Commando rushed out of the corridor and joined the queue, the crisp sound of a clock rang out simultaneously.
The next second, if it weren't for the sweat trickling down their faces and their chests rising and falling, the more than 4 Spark Commando soldiers from the four squadrons would have seemed to be stuck in a time-stopped scene in a Fuso movie.
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"5 minutes and 31 seconds!"
Wang Wu's deep and powerful voice penetrated the chill of the early morning and rang out in front of the square formation of the Second Battalion of the Fire Commando.
He put down his stopwatch, his sharp gaze like a physical probe sweeping over the silent, iron-like army before him, scrutinizing every detail.
Every Fire Warrior on the scene is like a killing machine walking out of the future battlefield——
On the top of his head is a four-eye panoramic night vision device that integrates thermal imaging and low-light enhancement. Under the Dragoon-III tactical helmet is a face wearing tactical goggles and a tactical mask, with no expression on its face.
The reinforced body is covered with Dragon Scale Armor-III heavy bulletproof vest, and the modular mounting points are filled with magazines, grenades, special equipment, and first aid equipment.
Each person carries a half-person-high modular field backpack on his back, which is loaded with enough survival supplies and ammunition to sustain a week of high-intensity combat.
They stood silently, yet exuded a heart-pounding sense of oppression.
A mixture of sweat, gun oil, and some indescribable, icy scent of an apex predator filled the air.
At this moment, Wang Wu could clearly feel that under the forging of those strengthening potions and harsh training, the troops he personally led were becoming more and more inhuman and more and more deadly!
"There's no need for me to introduce myself again, right?" Wang Wu's voice sounded with a barely perceptible sigh, and even a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Report! No need!!"
“No need!!!” XN
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Before he finished speaking, the silent phalanx suddenly erupted in a thunderous response!
When they saw clearly who was standing in front of the queue, the Fire Commandos who had been emitting cold air suddenly burst into a burst of fiery emotions!
The veins on his neck bulged as he roared, and the sound almost lifted the curtain of night!
Compared with the current captain Du Yuming, there is no doubt that the ordinary soldiers of the Spark Commando have more feelings for the old captain Wang Wu.
After all, they had experienced together the rise of the Zhongzhou War Zone from a weak state to a strong one. The Spark Commandos' status in the war zone reached its peak during Wang Wu's time, so it was hard not to associate Wang Wu with that period.
Looking at the excited and familiar faces below, feeling the trust and joy that had almost solidified into substance, a warm current mixed with an indescribable sense of belonging quietly flowed through Wang Wu's iron-hard heart.
This feeling is so solid, as if a wanderer has finally returned home.
"As expected... no matter how powerful I am outside, this Spark Combat Gear, soaked in the smoke of gunpowder and the blood of my brothers, is my most comfortable home..."
Today's Wang Wu is no longer the assault captain he once was. After several years of training in the theater headquarters, he has been promoted to the head of the theater military representative office.
Although this position is not in core departments such as the Joint Operations Department and the Joint Political Work Department, it is also a key platform independent of the various military services and directly under the theater command.
It is like a miniature observation post and coordination hub, allowing Wang Wu to have in-depth contact, coordination, and insight into the pulse of all military branches including the Army, Air Force, Navy, Rocket Force and even the Strategic Support Force!
This means a lot to him!
Because as a fire soldier king who crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, what he lacks the least is practical experience in blood and fire. What he desires most is precisely this kind of strategic vision that can take in the overall situation, take a bird's-eye view, and transcend the barriers of military branches!
The war zone, or rather, Chief Gu Chengyuan placed him in this position. The profound meaning behind this can only be described by the four words 'high hopes'.
Therefore, Wang Wu, who knew all this, often thought about how to repay the leader's kindness!
And now, the opportunity has come. A task transfer order from the Joint Operations Department temporarily recruits him to return to his old unit and take the lead in carrying out the pre-contact mission with the Western Theater Command!
This is also the real reason why he suddenly returned in the middle of the night and urgently summoned the Fire Commandos to assemble!
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